InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Uptown Girl ❯ Chapter 15 ( Chapter 16 )

The door to the interrogation room slammed open, to reveal a very exasperated detective and his partner. As the detective came in, he exclaimed, “You're free to go Mr. Solobo. With the assistance of Ms. Guerrero we were able to check your story out. Thankfully Ms. Matador installed surveillance cameras throughout the shop. It will not be long before we apprehend the real attacker. I'm extremely sorry for having detained you like this, sir.”

 

Relief washed over Koga as he realized that he was free to go, to be with his beloved. As the detective offered to give Koga a ride back to the Rojo Lobo Auto shop, Ginta entered the station, intercepting the trio. A smile crossed his face when he saw his elder brother, however one look into his azure eyes belayed Ginta from giving his brother a welcoming hug. In those eyes, he saw pain, hurt and memories of a similar situation not that long ago. Ginta reflected on the phone call from the police station. When the news of Jade's assault reached his ears, he quickly notified Sango as well as her fiancé, Miroku, who just also happened to be the best lawyer in town. Within four hours of the assault, Sango had turned the surveillance tapes from that morning over to the authorities, as well as going to the hospital to be with Jade as support. Miroku had advised Koga to not say anything to incriminate himself to the authorities. Because of the gravity of the situation, the surveillance tapes were quickly perused, exonerating Koga as the prime suspect.

 

Once Koga caught up with Ginta he said, “Let's get to the hospital. I want to be there when she wakes up.” Without another word, the two quickly entered Ginta's old Chevy S-10 pickup. They worked their way toward the hospital, each deep in thought of the young woman who had graced their lives with her presence.

 

 

Inuyasha paced the kitchen several times after he saw the news of Jade's assault on the local news at noon. Inside his mind he cursed his thoughtlessness and stupidity of not having cut things off with Kikyo sooner. “If I had dumped her sooner, Jade wouldn't be in the hospital now!” he thought. With balled up fists, he punched the wall closest to him, leaving a deep indentation in the highly polished wooden beam that graced the wall. Blood flowed down his fingers as he slowly flexed the rest of his hand, making sure nothing was broken. Cursing his thoughtlessness again, he grabbed a kitchen towel, wrapping his hand as he exited his home, determined to make things right with Jade, to explain himself to her.

 

Quickly he entered the garage, mentally cursing himself that his beloved Mustang as in the shop. Noticing the keys still in his brother's silver Corvette, Inuyasha vaulted behind the wheel of the convertible. He turned over the engine and squealed tires as he raced out onto the driveway and down the street, one person on his mind as he drove to the hospital.

 

 

Kikyo wandered through the bad section of town after she escaped the auto shop. She quivered and shook as the rage and adrenaline of the assault disappeared from her body. Now all that remained was regret, shame and a bit of loathing toward her target. “This is all her fault,” she thought as she entered a really sleazy looking bar. “If she had just stayed away from him, I wouldn't be on the run like this,” she continued, blinking a couple of times as the smoky dark interior assaulted her senses. Slowly Kikyo moved toward the grim covered bar, ordering a stiff shot of tequila, downing it in one swallow before ordering a second.

 

Noticing her rather high class appearance, several of the bar patrons moved toward her, hoping to get a little of the rich girls `favors' before one in particular moved to her side as if he were a phantom. Naraku stayed by her side, glaring his hate filled eyes toward the others, warning them to come no further. Taking the hint, the rest of the slim moved back toward their drinks, pool tables and dart boards, ignoring the vile man and the high class witch.

 

“Thanks,” Kikyo grumbled to the stranger beside her, never turning her head from the shot glass in front of her.

 

Naraku smiled venomously as he replied, “My pleasure, Miss Arcilla-Perraton. Although, I'm more interested in your handy work on the mechanic wench than your favors, you would say.”

 

Kikyo turned her onyx eyes toward the man at her shoulder as she replied, seething with hatred, “How did you know it was me?” She took notice that the vile man before her stood a good foot taller than her with long greasy black hair and harden steel colored eyes. His chiseled features of his face were rugged and handsome, more so than the softer features of her precious Inuyasha. As she stood in his presence, the sudden urge to lock lips with this vile man crossed her mind as well as her body. Suppressing the urge of her body took effort as she waited for his answer.

 

Naraku smiled slightly as he saw the look of passion cross her face in a fleeting motion, as well it being suppressed. “I saw the news, as well as a brief description of the woman who assaulted Ms. Matador. I'd lay low if I were you, although, I have a proposition for you,” he replied, seeing a look of disappointment cross her face as she had hoped to have gotten away, Scott free. “Seeing as we have a common enemy, I suggest that we combine our efforts for one final attack,” he continued, taking a calculated risk as he explained what happened to himself at the Wolf's Den Bar and Grill.

 

A sly, evil smile crossed Kikyo's face as she agreed to assist Naraku in his efforts to regain his pride and to rid herself of the vile person who would take away her `Precious.' “Let's disgust this at a better place than this. Shall we say… the Barato Motel over on 5th?”

 

An equally sly smile crossed Naraku's face as he replied, “I already have a room there. Let's go.” He pulled a ten dollar bill from his wallet, leaving it on the bar with the now empty shot glass as he escorted Kikyo out to his waiting vehicle. “Now I get laid and have that bitch taken out. Two for the price of one, got to like them odds,” he thought as he glanced at the raven beauty on the seat beside him

 

After cranking the engine over of his '77 Dodge Monaco, as well as several colorful words the car sputtered to life, allowing the duo to escape the bar where the authorities were headed after the bartender called them. Like Naraku, he had watched the news and seen the surveillance video, recognizing her as well, even if they hadn't given her name. Heck the reward that was being put up by the Matador family was worth crossing Naraku. It would keep him out of the area for years to come, if you get my drift.

 

 

Once Inuyasha pulled into the hospital and parked his brother's car he entered the welcoming entrance doors. As he approached one of the admission ladies, Inuyasha said, “I'm looking for a friend of mine, Jade Solobo. I heard that she was taken here after an incident earlier today.”

 

The admission lady pulled up her computer as she looked for the information in question. “Sir, we don't have anyone by that name here. I'm sorry,” she replied with a cheerful smile on her face.

 

Flustered, Inuyasha ran his fingers through his hair as he racked his brains for the information that he needed. “Could it be listed under a different name, sir?” he asked, seeing the distressed look on the young man's face.

 

Then it dawned on him as he listed to her question. “Yes… yes, it may be under Acacia Matador. Is she still here?”

 

Once he got the information from the kind admissions person, Inuyasha raced for the south elevators that would take him to the third floor. As he entered the elevators, he thought, “I wonder what she'll say when she sees me? Will it be `get the hell out,' `you rotten piece of garbage,' or `I'm going to kill you?' I'm hoping for the second one at least. That will give me a chance to work my way back to her being able to trust me.” He leaned against the elevator wall, waiting for it to arrive at the 3rd floor so that he could make amends with Jade, for whom he had deeply fallen in love with, even if she had not returned his feelings.